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He's not an alpha. He's the alpha. And he's going to breed me. I used to believe beasts like him were nothing but legends and folklore. Then he came for me. He is no mere alpha wolf. He is the fearsome expression of the virility of the Earth itself, come into the world for the first time in centuries to claim a human female fated to be his mate. That human female is me. When I ran, he caught me. When I fought him, he punished me. I begged for mercy, but mercy isn't what he has in mind for me.

Who wants a billionaire bachelor? Every single woman—and a few not-so-single ones. That’s why I avoid flings, relationships, or hookups. Until I’m propositioned to pretend to sleep with a woman. Pretend? As if. Because one look at the fiery redhead and there’s no faking it. I’m all in … her. Except she sneaks off after and I’m left with only her first name and panties. Turns out, finding her is the easy part. Making her mine? Impossible, once I discover she’s my student.

This is book 2. Nick gives Abby a proposal she can't refuse. Will she fall under his spell? Or will she remain professional and accept his proposal?

When I claimed to be Roman Romanov's fiancé, I just wanted a Russian to leave me alone at a club. I didn't know another bratva boss was upstairs at that very moment trying to get Roman to marry his daughter, and I definitely didn't expect to end up going home with Roman that night. Or to be calling him daddy with my cheeks blushing and my bottom sore from a spanking.

The untouchable mafia princess falls for her family’s rival. How cliché, right? But that’s my love story. Unfortunately, it’s filled with betrayal, violence, and tragedy. As the daughter of the biggest crime boss in the country, I’m off-limits. A forbidden fruit no man risks taking. Except Antonio Lombardi. My world turns upside down when I witness him killing a man.

Brynn of Haversey has some ghostly problems, but luckily she has six potential lovers to make it all a bit easier....

With the king's health in decline, the time is short for Crown Prince Phillip of Elsinore to choose a suitable wife. Preferably not one of the many titled women who seem only interested in the crown. Like the logical, responsible man he is, Phillip treats this task the way he does everything else—analytically, with measurable data points. Leaving Elsinore in secret, Phillip travels to a tiny Italian village to meet the woman best matching his qualifications. The plan is to present Alessia with a proposal of marriage and return to the palace before anyone notices his absence.

I’m Damien “Facet” Blackwood—tech guru for the Ankeny RBMC. Love is bullsh*t. My mother and her two thousand husbands were enough to convince me. Give me my computers any day of the week. Until Willow. Victim of a black market adoption, she wanted our help to find her biological parents. From the second I laid eyes on her, I wanted her, but I couldn’t touch her. It would only lead to heartache.

I’m a dead man walking. I promised him I wouldn’t go near her, promised him that I would treat his sister like she was my little sister. But that was a lie. Because Darcey Sawyer was not my sister. She was my forbidden fruit. Forbidden fruit that I have waited four years to touch, four years to have one little taste. I was Conor ‘King’ Royce, and this King needed his Queen.

She’s a ball-busting businesswoman with a need for control. I’m a laid-back rancher. Who’s going to win this battle? Me. Yeah, I’m going to rule her world. I might be a billionaire, but I’m a Montana rancher through and through. I lead a simple, quiet life. I don’t care about contracts and mergers. Then why do I want the feisty, pint-sized lawyer from New York? She’s everything I’m not, a workaholic with something to prove. When I get her separated from her cell, her laptop—and her panties—she’ll see there’s more to life than the corner office.

When Taylor Sparks moves from New York City to Big Bear Lake, California, her life is forever changed when she meets a hot guy with winter-blue eyes named Jesse. Their attraction is instant, the chemistry undeniable. But sadly, things aren't adding up. Taylor wonders what her "crush" is hiding. When her new friend, Fred tells her his suspicions about Jesse being a paranormal creature, Taylor laughs. But when Fred turns up dead, she believes every warning he ever told her.

I thought I was living the dream—until the fateful day I found my boyfriend in bed with my boss. As a professional copywriter, it was the tired cliche that hurt me the most. What’s a big city girl to do but pack my bags and go solo on that Grecian cruise I’d booked with my ex? Who needs a man when you have tropical breezes, stunning vistas, and free cocktails with frilly umbrellas? But thanks to a freak storm, I find myself washed ashore on a mysterious Greek Isle inhabited by 12 hotties determined to help me in any way they can.

She’s my best friend’s sister. Off-limits. Before he died, I promised I’d never touch her. After years in the military, I’m back in Montana determined to clear his name. No one’s hero. Just a mountain man. A mercenary set on revenge. Now, I owe it to my friend to protect his sister. Except being near her shreds my resolve. She tempts me at every turn. Each day is a brutal torment, and my honor and willpower…are about to snap.

I’m twenty-four, and ahem … inexperienced. When a blind date doesn’t change that status, Theo volunteers for the task. Who’s Theo? Just the guy I’ve been crushing on for six months. Yeah, him. Tall, broad, and handsome and gah, now he’s even got a beard! He’s diligent. Very focused. Skilled. And impossible not to fall for. Except he’s only up for a fun time. A wild romp or two. No way would he have any romantic interest in someone like me. Why would he? He’s an intense, brooding doctor—and, oh yeah, a billionaire—and I’m a goofy first grade teacher barely making ends meet.

He didn't ask for my surrender. He took it. Maybe I let myself get a little too tipsy this evening, but I didn't expect to wake up next to a Russian mobster without my panties on. Fortunately, Maxim Volkov isn't here to ravage me. At least not tonight... He's made it his business to look out for me, and if that means taking me over his knee with my bottom bare for a spanking with my own hairbrush, then that's exactly what he's going to do.

I used to think that I was better than him. I thrived at a private school for gifted children, and he barely made it through the public school system. I was smarter, and I didn’t miss an opportunity to let him know it. Then, I told a lie to get him in trouble and out of my way.Turns out, karma is a bitch. Five years later, my once oh so promising life is nothing more than a fading memory. I’ve hit rock bottom. Just when I thought it couldn’t get any worse, fate has one more cruel twist in store for me.

In Sunnyside, Texas, Jennifer Cloud is an assistant purchasing manager for an upscale shoe store. But after her boss is arrested, she's forced to find work elsewhere and ends up in her brother's chiropractic office, where she discovers a hidden passion for helping others. However, when she receives an unexpected birthday gift from her aunt that transports her back in time to 1568 Scotland, she meets a dashing Scottish outlaw who introduces her to a world of time-traveling keys. But on a return trip to the past, Jennifer's key is stolen by a villainous band of time travelers.

Terrified by strange noises in the night, Rebecca Linwood, the headstrong owner of an Egyptian museum, believes she is suffering from an ancient curse. Out of desperation, she seeks the help of the only man with the knowledge to reverse the evil incantation, a man whose cold heart and sinful gaze pose such an enticing contradiction.

Hooking up with Quincy was a no-brainer. The sexy hot-shot Navy pilot wasn’t on my SEAL team. I thought she’d be safe for a one-night stand. I realized too late she wasn’t a one-and-done for me. But now she thinks I’m a player. Okay, she knows I’m a player. Which is why she won’t go there with me again. Quincy’s on my team. We live in the same bunkhouse. We’re friends. I don’t want to screw that up. Being near her is pure torture. I don’t know how much longer I can last Before I risk the biggest mistake of all—losing her.

After we were caught, she was ripped away, leaving me begging for death. Dropped into the middle of the Civil War, I thought my wish had been granted. Little did I know, my punishment was my anguish on Earth and it would never end. For years, I was a lost soul, wandering—until I found the Ankeny RBMC. With them, something within my empty chest settled and I dared put down roots. When she showed up on our doorstep, I was stunned.